The study room revived and became clearer, but a very dangerous aura was also flowing. The two vague figures opened their eyes and looked outside.
Wang Xuan immediately started practicing the "True One Sutra". He attached great importance to this mysterious study and treated it with extraordinary care.
It was very quiet and hazy there. The pens, ink, papers, inkstones, etc. on the desk all exuded a wisp of chaotic energy, and the dim bookshelves were vaguely visible.
During this process, Wang Xuan kicked Fudao Niu, fearing that it would take the opportunity to escape. Not long ago, it was almost cut in half, and now it was covered with cracks.
"Moo!" Fu Dao Niu roared, unable to resist, exhausted. After activating this heavenly map, the Dao rhyme it carried was almost drained. The two people sitting in the study were unfathomable. Even if they were just in the tattoo picture, now with cracks all over their foreheads, they still gave people a sense of the abyss of the Dao.
His whole body was dim, only his eyes had some light. He activated (the first) and tried to put himself into the state of love, because he was extremely wary of this study room. There were many ancient cultivators' items, and he was afraid that someone might look over and look at the present world.
He was actually a little absent-minded. After who knows how many centuries, he saw that she seemed to be silently thinking about something.
This is really strange. Wang Xuan was extremely serious and became more and more solemn. It was obviously just a tattoo. It was just the person in the painting. Could he be conscious?
He practiced the True One Sutra, trying to put himself into a state of enlightenment, because he was extremely wary of this study room, which contained many strange objects, and he was afraid of being beaten up again.
At this time, there was a slight ripple in the void, blood mist flowed, the spiritual mark reappeared, and Mu Qingyun slowly walked out. In fact, he was not at all. The mysterious laws of hell intertwined everywhere, and the moment he died, he turned him into a wanderer.
Wang Xuan was not surprised, because he did not use his trump card and did not want to compete with Hell for people. He let Mu Qingyun turn into a Wanderer and guard the city here.
The most important thing is that he wants to study the Tattoo Palace through this "new subordinate". After many duels, he should be able to understand it more deeply.
He and this True Saint Dojo were destined to become enemies. His sister, whom he had never met, died at the hands of the cult, so it was necessary to analyze and study it in advance.
All of this happened in a flash.
“Qingyun!” Chao Juesheng of the Tattoo Palace felt upset when he saw him reappear. The successor who was carefully trained by the Taoist temple turned out to be a wanderer.
The one who broke the limit five times, a good seedling cherished by the True Saint Dojo, was killed and will never come back.
Chao Jueshai outside the city had murderous aura flowing from his body. Looking at Kong Xuan in the city, he wished he could rush into the city immediately to kill this beast.
No one expected that in an instant, Mu Qingyun, a person at the end of the True Immortal realm, died and turned into a monster from hell.
The True Saint disciples outside the city all felt cold and looked at the figure in the city with complicated expressions.
Before this, in the secluded land, when the True Saint disciples heard the title of quality inspector for the first time, some were very dissatisfied, some ignored it, and some were disdainful.
Many people think that this is an exaggeration and if they really meet him, they will just suppress him.
Now, many disciples from otherworldly places have become silent. This man is really impossible to defeat.
The five limit breakers all died in battle against Kong Xuan. This was undoubtedly a huge storm that violently impacted their minds.
The group of explorers and photographers could only hold their breath at this moment. If they were in other places, they would have shouted out loud to express the intense emotions in their hearts.
In their opinion, there is no need to exaggerate, just record it truthfully. Kong Xuan was promoted to the quality inspector who broke the limit 5 times!
"You haven't actually broken the limit 5 times." Wang Xuan spoke, looking at the newly appeared Wanderer.
Outside the city, Chao Juesheng of the Tattoo Palace was filled with indignation when he heard this. His family's leading figure was killed by him, and he was still being "slandered" like this?
"Why do you dare to come alone?" Wang Xuan whispered, and finally took a look at Mu Qingyun, and ignored him. After hearing this, the disciples of various Taoist temples all fell silent, feeling quite uncomfortable. He spoke so matter-of-factly that people really wanted to overthrow him, but unfortunately they were no match for him.
The wandering Kong Xuan, or the living Kong Xuan? Many people think it should be the latter!
This is quite shocking. Everyone had thought that he was killed by monsters here, but now it seems that he conquered a divine city by himself!
You must know that none of the major Taoist temples succeeded. They went to knock on the gate one after another, but all failed. Now, Wang Xuan was calm. He practiced the "True One Sutra" and entered a special state, so he spoke just now. "Stay still. If you dare to run around again, I will cook nine kinds of food for you. Fry, stir-fry, deep-fry, and fry. There is always one that suits you!" Wang Xuan threatened Fu Dao Niu. Then, he kicked it twice, causing this auspicious beast with strands of chaotic matter flowing all over its body to be covered with cracks again, and it was really about to explode.
In a moment, it was kicked again and again.
The study room was revived, with an antique atmosphere. Even the two people became clearer. They were looking at the present world and then at Wang Xuan. Wang Xuan had seen the black seal and the Yin-Yang pen on the table.
Back then, when Dark Tianxin was being hunted by Yudaoqi, Xiaoyaozhou and others, and when he fled back to the Supernormal Central World, the Yin-Yang Pen was responsible for guiding him.
Wang Xuan had a complicated expression. How could he not take it seriously? Those two people should be old saints, at least creatures before 17.
After a long period of evolution, some of the objects in the study have become super-treasures, while others have become more powerful contraband items.
Obviously, the black seal and the Yin-Yang pen were not yet popular back then. They only came to be in the endless time that followed.
Wang Xuan even thought that judging from Dark Tianxin's later achievements, he was not necessarily weaker than the two people in the study.
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